Zane Book Novels & Stories

The fire was reduced to glowing embers to prevent attracting attention, should there be someone or something in the vicinity, but it was warm enough in the season for them not to need a fire for comfort. Because Kendra was rejuvenated by her extended nap, she offered to take the first watch. Her aunt and cousin were asleep before she’d managed to settle into position for her task. She watched their chests move up and down to the rhythm of their steady breathing and sighed. Regret for not dealing with Rupert in a different way consumed her. She’d grown up in that cave. It may have been small, but it was home. It provided an anchor. It was a sanctuary that offered love and gave them a sense of

she blurted, eyes wide. Zane raised an eyebrow. “Didn’t say you were.” “You’re thinking it.” A slow grin crept onto his face. “Now I am.” Maya cursed under her breath and snatched the last book from his hand. “This school is a nightmare.” Zane leaned against the wall like he had all the time in the world. “It’s entertaining, if you don’t take it too seriously.” “I don’t want to be part of the entertainment,” she snapped, slinging her bag over her shoulder.

He said, reclined to her bed in lighter air. "That was the only old name I could think of, your name didn't come to me... I could have called you by modern names like. Jake, Edward, Justin, Kyle... Or..." "Okay let it die". He said and she smiled. "Where is the book?" Zane asked. She had almost forgotten why they were there. Ruby jumped to her small bookshelf, retrieving the book that looked exactly as Odessa described and took it to Zane. They both agreed It was the book after serious examination.

Zane was so scared that his body became tense all of a sudden. He thought that he had been discovered by Nikolai, so he quickly tried to find excuses. At the same time, he heard some soft cries. ....... ..... ........ Dear readers, please endeavor to drop a comment after every read. Also please click on the love sign at the top of the book details to add my book to your library so that you can continue to get an update.. Thank you so much for reading my book, Next update will come so soon.

Pretended that we both found our books more interesting than our faces. At some point, Zane disappeared into the kitchen and returned with snacks. He handed me the bag of chips. Our fingers brushed, and my heart jumped so hard it hurt. Zane’s body tensed, his eyes meeting mine and instantly fleeing away. He cleared his throat and sank back into his spot. I stared down at my book. At least I tried too. At least tried to make sense of the difference between Open-ended and Close-ended phases in the marketing funnel. But I kept staring at Zane from under my lashes. At the way his lips moved as he munched on the stacks. At the way his fingers fiddle with the pen.

he muttered before walking off down the street at a pace far too quick to be called graceful. I raised an eyebrow at Zane. “Seriously?” He stepped closer, plucked the book from my hand, flipping through the pages without actually reading. “You let him bother you too long.” “I can handle myself.” “I know. But it’s more fun watching him sweat before he runs.” I exhaled and crossed my arms. “Do you always show up like a ghost every time I’m alone?” He lifted a shoulder, relaxed. “Maybe. Or maybe the universe just likes giving us… very inconvenient coincidences.”

She opened her mouth to scream, but before a sound could escape, the bird clamped onto the back of her clothes and hurled her straight outside. For the past several days, Sharon had been busy digging tunnels underground, so she had no idea how terrifying the acid rain truly was. The next second, her shrill scream echoed through the entire estate. Sean looked at me guiltily, trying to explain himself. But I already knew exactly what kind of person he was. I simply clapped my hands once. The zombie bird immediately understood and tossed Sean outside as well. At first, Sean looked confused, almost thinking he was simply being let go.

“The fight is way deeper than you think, Zara. Zane is just a puppet. His family, The Wesley Group, has built a web of betrayal, greed and corruption. They have not only wronged you but me and countless others.” Safe to say I wasn’t surprised because where else would Zane have learnt to use people for his own ambitions? “Hmmm. Okay, but why do you need me, and why do I need you?” I pressed on, looking right into his eyes this time. “ I know you’re an heiress and you’ve built your own successful company, but the grounds we are going to tread upon to bring our enemies down require alliances. Zane understood this and used you.” I took a sip of my tea at this point to mask the embarrassment that

Then he leaned forward, tied and vulnerable and kissed her, not as a Dom or as a Don, but as a man The next morning, she burned the book, every page. Zane could have her ghosts, but not her mind, never again.

Zane too must have discovered it but he was tight-lipped, he would rather remain silent than reveal what it was. How bad was it that she had to thank him for not telling our father? Zane remained quiet as he fixed his eyes on the books that sat lazily on the desk. She must have used her dressing table to read hence the explanation for the scattered books lying on the dressing table. Dane cleared his throat, "We need to know what is going on." Dane's tone was the very opposite of the way I was tempted to speak, perhaps it was a good idea to allow Dane to do the speaking, or else, it might result in yet another fight between Zane and me.